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Yes...did you realise that?? Diet is DIE with a T....I think there is hidden meaning there, eg if you go on a Diet then you will DIE, I can't think of a more valid reason NOT to go on a Diet than possibly losing my life, can you?
And so armed with this knowledge fellow Fatologists, I feel that for our own safety we should continue to feed our Chocoholic "Habit" and therefore choose NOT to stare death in the face....frankly, IMO it's just not worth it.
Yes if you go on a Diet you may lose weight and you MAY get down to that size 8 you always wanted to be, but obviously you will DIE after going on the Diet in order to achieve that size 8 body, so really, what would you have achieved? Very little really...except maybe your funeral will be less expensive for your loved ones because they won't need to buy one of those JUMBO sized caskets, rather a nice small sevelte one to show off your lean DEAD size 8 bod....
Really food for thought....and with the fear of staring death in the face after my lovely salad dinner tonight, I'm off to enjoy a lovely coffee with NO sugar and SKIM MILK...while I scoff on a choccie....
Stay happy!
xox
Well good morning fellow Fatologists....what a break between posts! All the while, no I wasn't getting slimmer and working on getting rid of my cankles, I was trying to eat my share of Cadbury chocolates before the recall of the ones made in China was announced...hey what a waste EVEN if it does have melamine in it - had no one thought that it might enhance that already wonderful sweet chocolately flavour?
Isn't sarcasm wonderful?
I haven't been well which is the TRUE reason for the long length between posts. I did actually lose a bit of weight through not wanting to eat while coughing up my left lung. You will be happy to know that I have been working hard at putting the weight back on by getting my chocolate eating habit back on track.....
I was thinking the other day that as true "addicts", perhaps we should be doing what drug "addicts" do and stating how much our "habit" is costing us on a daily basis in dollar sums...if other "addicts" get to, why not us?
And so here I state....I have a $3.00 a day "habit". I don't know how those "drug addicts" manage a $100+ "habits", my $3.00 a day "habit" is sending me broke.....
Next week (eeeeek that means tomorrow!!!) the diet starts....
Oh my it would appear that I have fallen off the wagon in such spectacular fashion that the crash may just well have been seen from outer space. I can see the headlines now...."Great Wall of China, not the only man made thing to be seen from out of space....Fatologist falling off the wagon also makes for great viewing".
There are no excuses that I can possibly fathom to make up for my lack of posting or willpower in sticking to the diet, trust me I've tried!
I've just been slack, lazy, can't really be arsed type of attitoode, you know how it gets. You say you're going to do something and plough head first into it with the same enthusiasm that the fat German kid from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory does upon entering the river of chocolate (by the way his name was Augustus Gloop, how rude of me to just call him "the fat German kid" - even though he was!). However then, you realise what it is you've promised yourself you will do, how you will have to actually give up chocolate and all things nice in order to achieve this slim, svelte size 8 body you so dream of and ~wham~ reality hits.
So my chocolate binges, of late, have unfortunately increased, in fact I seem to be eating MORE of the stuff recently than I had in a long time....
I've put on weight and so has the better half, of course this is my fault he's put weight on, for some reason, even in his late 30's I'm still responsible for what passes past those lips of his ~ I still can't work that one out but he's always right, so why should this time be any different? I shan't argue however because I'm a Susie homemaker and Susie homemakers don't argue, instead they call their husbands Sir and respond to them only when spoken to....~Snort yeah right, that so ain't me!
So as I said in a previous post, onwards and upwards from here....I have a little bit of chocolate left in the house and that shall be hoovered oops I mean eaten today and then thats it, nothing, nada, zilch NO MORE chocolate shall pass these lips, losing weight we shall be doing...though unfortunately I don't think I'm going to be doing my Pamela Anderson running down the beach shot so artfully Baywatch scene this summer.....unless oh hang on no, they didn't do a beached whale episode did they?
The Fatologist
So individuality...its something we all have and yet we all choose to show it different ways. For some it might be a different kind of job, others a different hairstyle. Some may decide to get a tattoo to show themselves or piercings. Others its attitudes. Some want to be individual but are too afraid of what others think of them.
Why do we care what others think of us? Why do we let others opinions of us affect how we live and what we do? Why is it that some can skip down the street and not bat an eyelid about what others may be thinking as they do so and yet, others can't for fear of being ridiculed. I used to be the former but am not the latter....I'm working on becoming the former again....
It's time we regained our sense of selves and throw caution to the wind and did what we wanted to do, sod the consequences and what others think of us....it's time to be US in all our glory!!!
I started this blog as a way to tackle my complete lack of get up and go about weight lose (which had apparently got up and gone about a week after I started piling ON the kg"s!!).
It was a way for me to be accountable for what I am doing to my body, or not doing to it in the way of eating right and exercising it.
However I have also found, that this blog is a place for me to escape to, to get away from MY life and all the mundane, upsetting, annoying, angry and at times completely frustrating things that go along with it.
My life at the minute is hard and thats putting it lightly. I'm currently watching a parent die and trying to support other family members through it, dealing with my own feelings about (not very well I might add), all while putting on a brave face and not letting them see how well I'm NOT coping. One person who must be commended here is my beloved partner who is handling the situation very well and has been nothing short of a rock for me, especially last night when my facade slipped and everything I'd been bottling up came tumbling out.
I caught sight of photographs taken of me last week and it's shocked me into reality with a nice quick jab to my fatty layers, not that I felt it.... well...because it was my fatty layers LOL. I didn't quite realise what a heffa~lump I had turned into...how is it that when I look in the mirror, I see a gorgeous curvaceous, voluptuous woman but when I see photographs of myself what I see is a fat, big hipped, round faced lump LOL...I think my mirror is lying to me LOL!!!!
I suppose if there is an upside to all the stress in my life at the moment is that it seems to be turning my appetite off...and I seem to be losing my taste, desire and loooonged for feelings for chocolate ~ oh the horror! Hopefully this will lead to an appetite change and I will find myself craving healthy foods, rather than fatty ones.
In wrapping up this post, which seems slightly jumbled ~ even to me, I guess I just wanted to make it clear that Fatologist isn't just about my battle to recover my body and shed my weight but a place where I can find refuge from the world and express my thoughts without fearing judgment from anyone even you lot, my readers....well I hope I don't!!
So I decided that maybe my blog needed a theme song...or perhaps it's that me and any of my fellow FATOLOGISTS needed a theme song. However the question was....what?
I came up with at least three possibilities....the first one is ACDC's A Whole Lotta Rosie and the second was Mika's Big Girl....the third was of course Queen's Fat Bottomed Girls....all three are rather fitting but I'm not sure if there are more options out there for a possible theme song...suggestions would be more than welcome!!
~Fatologist~
Friendship is a wonderful thing.
Now I know that this isn't news but hey my brain works in mysterious ways and I routinely find myself letting my mind wander to new and weird wonderful places and I end up having random thoughts and sometimes I like to share those thoughts with completely strangers aka YOU GUYS!
Don't you love how I'm so big headed that I just PRESUME that people are reading this blog? I mean seriously now, who am I? I'm no one special so why would anyone really want to read my ramblings? Maybe I should come up with a loyalty scheme, umm say you read consistently for 3 weeks and I'll send you a t'shirt saying "I'm a wannbe Fatologist!!"
Right back on topic...I was driving to the shops yesterday when I saw three VERY large birds flying together way up high in the sky (oh lord, it rhymes and NO this is not going to be a rhyming poem that is pure coincidence and it shall cease NOW!). I noticed as I was driving (yes I'm talented and can both drive and take my eyes off the road to look upwards - and I'm yet to cause an accident in doing this!) that one of the birds was struggling to keep up with the other two, it seemed to need to take alot more "flaps" to keep up pace...and yet the other birds made sure they hung back enough to stay as a group, they compensated for one bird not being strong enough to fly as well as it should. It made me think how good friendships do this. If a friend is down and not feeling like they should, good friends will rally around and try to bolster them, offer them support and best of all, they won't fault the weaker person of the friendship, they will look at you just like you're you, no one different in any way. True friends don't see your faults or weakness they just see you!
